The Dreamer's Sept.

Washington D.C. is an unfriendly place for Fera, servants of Gaia. The forces of the Weaver move openly here, with the corruption of the Wyrm thrumming beneath the service, and anywhere they are blind are the Garou, the Wolves of Gaia who are still so often blinded by their rage.

No matter what, you go where Gaia tells you you are needed, and now at a moot, more of a block party really, you've been gathered by a local Corax you know by reputation thinks he has a job that is perfect for a group of young fera looking to make a name for themselves. The Elders think he's right.